When the call with Wu Zhongjun ended, it was already an hour later, and Han Xiao came in once halfway and told Pang Xie that the meal was ready, and Ma Zicai also came back and was ready to eat together.

Pang Xie nodded, but did not put down the phone, waved his hand, and motioned for them to eat first, until the phone was over, and he sat alone in the house for a while, and then left the house.

By the time he came out, everyone else had already eaten, leaving half a pot of rice, plus a plate of stir-fried pork, a plate of diced kung pao chicken, a plate of garlic baby cabbage and a plate of small green vegetables, and the two meat and two vegetables were suitable.

It's still early, it's far from the time to set off, a few people have nothing to do, Huang Ying has already gone to rest, Ma Zicai is playing with his mobile phone, it is the recently popular "Glory of Kings", he frowned for a while, grinned for a while, and played very attentively, Han Xiao and Licao's mobile phones were confiscated, and they couldn't play games, so they could only watch TV to relieve their boredom.

Pang Xie said hello, sat at the dining table to eat, facing the TV screen, the TV was playing a local news program in Chang'an, the picture was a man and a woman two reporters, the girl looked sweet, holding the microphone and was talking about something, the boy had a hairstyle to kill Matt, walking around with a camera, the neighborhood where the two people were located, looked familiar, thought about it carefully, and found that it was the Mingguang Road that I had been to in the morning.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Xiao Tang of the "City Express" column group, this morning our column received clues, some citizens reported that they smelled a wide range of foul odors near Mingguang Road, worried that it was a chemical gas leak, and some people found signs of collapse on nearby buildings. The column team immediately sent me here, and contacted relevant departments and experts to survey the scene, now that the survey has ended, we first asked Professor Yang of the School of Public Administration of Chang'an XX University to answer the problem of foul odor. ”

"Hello citizens, I am Yang Xxin, a doctoral supervisor of the School of Public Administration of Chang'an XX University, and I will now explain the problem of foul odor reflected by the citizens. Accompanied by a low, magnetic voice, a well-dressed middle-aged man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses appears in the picture, looking extremely learned.

"I have a map of the nearby municipal plan, and we can see from the map that there are no natural gas pipelines in the vicinity, and there are no other chemical storage facilities, so where does the smell come from? ”

"Mass hysteria is a mild psychological or psychiatric disorder. That is, when a person has undesirable symptoms, the rest of the crowd gets this psychological cue, so they unconsciously imitate it, thus exhibiting uncomfortable symptoms similar to that person. ”

"According to this theory, I personally believe that the stench does not exist, and the biggest possibility is that when a person's senses are wrong, specifically when the nose smells something that should not be smelled, it has a bad effect on other people, so that many people think that they smell a bad smell, in fact, it is just an illusion. ”

"Okay, we just heard Professor Yang's wonderful speech and gave a perfect explanation of the foul smell, and now we ask Mr. Zhang, a citizen who was passing by here at that time, to explain the problem of the collapse of the building. ”

The reporter with a sweet smile returned to the camera again, and standing in front of the camera with him was a fat man with a round head and a round head.

"Mr. Zhang, some citizens said that two groups of people were fighting here in the morning, and the doors and windows of this nearby flower shop were smashed by a young man, and the opposite wall was also smashed by this young man, what do you say about this?"

"Do you think this is possible? This wall is made of bricks, not a mud lake, you touch it with your hands, and the middle is filled with cement, not flour, how is it possible?" Mr. Zhang said with an impassioned look. Some people dare to talk nonsense in order to be famous, and I saw very clearly in the morning that there was a car accident here, two cars drove opposite each other and almost collided, and both drivers slammed in the direction, one of the cars hit this wall and collapsed the wall, and the other car rushed into the flower shop and broke the doors and windows. ”

"We have just heard Mr. Zhang's description, this is how it happened, I hope the general public will not believe the rumors, okay, our report at this time is over, if the audience has any new news clues, you can call: 878XXXX8. ”

With the sweet voice of the reporter, the scene video gradually ended, and the picture switched back to the anchor station, and in the last live picture, I vaguely saw that in the background, a seven or eight-year-old child rushed towards the reporter with a cast iron hoist.

After reading the news report, several people in the room all looked at each other, and after a long time, Ma Zi couldn't help but scold: "I'm X, CTM, whose hysteria is it!"

Pang Xie was not angry, looking at the screen, his eyes gradually became solemn, there was a lot of movement when he grabbed the grass in the morning, and many people around noticed it, thinking that it would spread, but he didn't expect it to end like this.

If no one paid attention to this matter and passed silently, he wouldn't think much about it, but now it is obvious that someone is using the power of the media to cover it up, so who is covering it up, is it the power of the country, the power of the sect, or the people of the Peach Blossom Sect?

However, there was one thing that he suddenly understood, why there was no shortage of cultivators in the world, but the public did not believe in the matter of cultivation, it turned out that there was really a force that was blocking the truth of the world.

......

Chang'an Mansion, western suburbs, villa with a view of the lake.

On a thick old mahogany table, covered with a slightly yellowed rice paper, a young man stood in front of the table, holding a milli element, carefully painting the danqing, carefully drawing this twelve-foot-long scroll.

Viewed from the back, the man was disheveled, barefoot, wrapped in a washed, whitened cotton robe, crumpled, as if he had never been ironed, and looked a little unkempt, even sloppy.

But if someone looks at it from the front, they will never say the word sloppy, because this person's eyes are as bright as stars, and ordinary people will feel pain in their eyes when they stare at it for a while.

A long scroll was painted, the man shook off the tube in his hand, shook the clothes on his body, stretched his waist, and drank half a sip of herbal tea, then turned around and saw a gray-haired blue-clothed old man standing behind him, and said with a smile: "Huaide, when did you come, is there something wrong?"

"Sir, Chang'an Wuzhong has been waiting for a long time to see you. Lao Dao replied respectfully.

This young man is none other than Shao Huan, the master of the Daomen "Mr. Qimiao", and standing behind him is Zhou Huaide, the master of the Xuanyou Temple of Zhongnan Mountain.

"Did he say what it was?" Shao asked.

"I didn't elaborate, could it be related to his nephew's matter?" Zhou Huaide guessed.

"The matter of his nephew...... Forget it, let's meet and talk. Shao's eyes were still gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two of them walked out of the study one after the other, and came to the living room, Wu Zhongjun had already been sitting for a long time, and when he saw Shao still coming, he quickly stood up and stepped forward to give a deep salute.

"Zhongjun, don't be polite, what's the matter, is there anything wrong with coming over today?" Shao also smiled.

"The disciple is ashamed, he has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and he came to see Mr. today, and there is indeed something to report. ”

"What's the matter?"

"The disciple recently got the news that someone is spreading the Peach Blossom Sect in Chang'an Mansion, and the scale is not small. ”

"Oh. Shao also nodded, but didn't say anything more.

"Sir, do you know this?" Wu Zhongjun has been in the officialdom for a long time, and his ability to observe words and expressions is extraordinary, and he can see that something is wrong at a glance.

Shao also nodded slightly.

"Why don't you exterminate it?" asked Wu Zhongjun.

"What do you say?" Shao asked rhetorically.

"Could it really be built by the children of the Li family?"

"What do you know?"

"I heard that the founder of the religion is very similar to Li Tianhua, so I took the liberty of asking, but I didn't expect this to be the case. Wu Zhongjun frowned, and said hatefully: "The Li family is also one of the nine surnames and thirteen sects, and has always respected the Dao Ancestor Laojun, how can there be unscrupulous disciples mixed with the Peach Blossom Sect?

Shao also sighed lightly and said: "This matter is very involved, the Peach Blossom Sect is just the appearance, and the Li family's infighting is the fundamental. You are a child of the martial family, the martial family and the Li family have been fighting for thousands of years, you should know that the three clans of the Li family stand side by side, the concepts of the three clans are different, and now they are just barely maintained, and the matter involving the children of the Li family, if you are not careful, it is the result of the division of the clan, even if it is the Daomen, you can't directly intervene, not to mention that this matter is not only the Li family's infighting, but also the signs of other families meddling, otherwise, why do you think Lao Dao came to this Chang'an Mansion from the cave to the blessed land. ”

"I see, Mr. originally came here for this matter, but the Li family's internal situation is complicated, and outsiders can't interfere in this matter, what should I do about this matter?" Wu Zhongjun muttered.

Shao also suddenly showed a strange expression on his face, and said: "Before Lao Dao came here, he was also worried about this matter, but after coming here, he found two key people, and with these two people, this matter is not difficult to solve. ”

"Who?"

"One is your nephew Li Tianhua, and the other one you also know, it is Pang Xie who changed your nephew's life!"